Aviana was giving me a “pushy massage” (she lays on me and pushes with her hands. Her own invention.) I told her she should be a chiropractor and a massage therapist when she grows up, then she could give everyone adjustments and massages.
“Would that be a good idea?”
“No”
“You don’t want to be a chiropractor and a massage therapist?”
“No”
“Well, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“A mama!”
Awww…wipe me up off the floor, ‘cuz I just melted!
then Kevin chimes in, “Blogging Moment! Blogging Moment!”